Camp Kalama RV Park, Washington

It was long day drive. I survive with thermos Coffee  and a couple of redbull a day.  I’ve been really enjoying Dan Brown’s Audio Thriller, Secrete -of Secrets.  I pray. I find my mind goes to something negative.  I’ll think of my ex wife and instead of the great times I’ll remember some terrible night.  I block these with prayer.  I remember a positive. There were far more. 10 years of marriage is 50% at least but more like 99% Addiction. Trauma.  Deaths.  But I know I’ve had a life full of blessings. I am truly blessed. It’s been a n incredible experience. Just studying Medicine was a joy.  Helping people. Studying and learning.  Camping and dogs and love and friendship. I distract myself. 

I drive for an hour or two filtering the memories focusing on the positive. I’m centred on driving. The irony is with a motorcycle when you are distracted you die. When I’m with the Thor motorhome and I’m distracted I can kill someone else.  It was easier on the smaller freeway.  4 lanes of the I5 mostly.  I’m loving the view of the forest and valleys.  I enjoy seeing the cattle and sheep. 

Portland was a challenge. I arrived in rush hour and with delays caused by a couple of accidents.  When i was past Portland I pulled into one RV spot and they didn’t take one night.  That’s when I found Camp Kalama. It was getting dark and I was tired. I”m over the worst of the sickness but I’m still fatigue. I was healthy coming back last year and didn’t struggle as much as I did this trip. The last couple of days getting better.  

Thankfully Camp Kalama had a late arrive phone line. I booked in by phone with Visa and then was parking in the dark.  Thankfully all went well.  Madigan had a little walk. I put up star link and watched a little tv only to go to bed and be thankful for the ‘bed, glorious bed!